Breakfast

Not mine, but grandson’s. The tortillas in this café are so thick! And of course it comes with the inevitable pan tomate.

Nice slow day. Ended up at son’s this afternoon where I read the whole of Dogman 1 with grandson. Then some lift the flap books with the little one. He got his first pair of shoes yesterday and is very pleased and proud about them.
We had a roast dinner cooked by my son in the evening.